Things were quiet now, so Henri must be done. Jude
returned to the bedroom and opened the door. “Finished?”
“Oui. Please, come in.” Henri gently ran
his hand through an unconscious Ryan’s hair. “He’s such a lovely one. Thank you
for letting me have him. You didn’t have to.”
“No, I didn’t,” Jude said, sitting on the edge of
the rumpled bed. “But truthfully, the hunt was winding down, and I was losing
interest.”
“Still?”
“Yes. Once the hunt’s over, I’m over,
it seems.”
“Are you well, my friend?”
Jude’s laugh was harsh. “Who knows? It’s not as
if I can ask another of our kind. After all, I am the first vampire. Unfortunately,
there are only two who could possibly answer my questions, and I’d just as soon not see
them. The last time the three of us were together—well,
let’s just say things ended badly for me.”
Jesus and Lucifer.
Good and evil.
Heaven and Hell.
And the damned soul of Judas caught in the
middle.
Fuck both of them.
